Dance your way to god, laugh your way to god, sing your way to god!

Image result for Dance your way to godLife as such has to be taken as a cosmic joke — and then suddenly you relax because there is nothing to be tense about. And in that very relaxation something starts changing in you — a radical change, a transformation — and the small things of life start having new meaning, new significance. Continue reading

Book Recommendation – On Bullshit by Harry G. Frankfurt

“One of the most salient features of our culture is that there is so much bullshit,” Harry G. Frankfurt writes, in what must surely be the most eyebrow-raising opener in modern philosophical prose. “Everyone knows this. Each of us contributes his share. But we tend to take the situation for granted.” This compact little book, as pungent as the phenomenon it explores, attempts to articulate a theory of this contemporary scourge–what it is, what it does, and why there’s so much of it. Continue reading

Priests and Religion

ONE TUSK

Image result for j krishnamurtiWhat do you mean by a priest? The man in a yellow robe, the sannyasi, or the man who wears a clerical collar, and so on? The priest is supposed to be a mediator between you and reality, between you and God, between you and the immeasurable, is he not? But can there be a mediator between you and the real? How can there be? Haven’t you to be a light unto yourself?

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12 Life Lessons from a Man Who’s Seen 12000 Deaths

Bhairav Nath Shukla has been the Manager of Mukti Bhawan for 44 years. He has seen the rich and the poor take refuge in the guesthouse in their final days as they await death and hope to find peace. Shukla hopes with and for them. He sits on the wooden bench in the courtyard, against the red brick wall and shares with me 12 recurring life lessons from the 12000 deaths he has witnessed in his experience as the manager of Mukti Bhawan: Continue reading

willing to be dissolved, to merge, to lose oneself…..

Image result for ocean underwaterRamakrishna used to say that if a figure made out of salt tries to fathom the depth of the ocean , it will fail. It will begin the search but it will never reach to the destination, because it is after all made of salt – and as it falls into the oceans depths, it is dissolving, becoming absorbed. By the time it has reached a certain depth it will be gone – nothing will remain, nothing can return and say how deep the ocean is. Continue reading